02-17-2020, 06:32 PM
And in her hold you wait and see me
And in her gold you wait and see
A meeting? His first at that, this could be interesting.
Julian stepped out of the dusty run down building that had been dimly lit by red and white candles. A breath of fresh air made him dizzy, it felt good though. The man made his way to the front when Redvox had spoken his name. The sound of being a cleric, the only cleric at that, put a smile upon his masked face. That's what he came here to be, wasnt it? Well he of creatures would know what he wanted to do. And this was it, head cleric. "Thank you Redvox," he grumbled. "I'm glad to be here." But when Redvox greeted another by the name of Riluad, his eyes narrowed to look through the crowd to see whom he was speaking about.
Another wyvren, great.
"Yes sir," he huffed. " I'd be glad to take the role of Cleric." Head cleric would never fall from Redvox's lips. It didn't matter, he'd be head cleric soon. Not just because he was the only cleric but because... nope that was it. Unless someone else was as skilled as he in the art and practice of somewhat herbalistic behavior. Which he highly doubted, he had 3 years of experience behind him being taught from who he though was the best. Despite being taught from only one being, Julian had enough knowledge to heal a whole damn army. He blinked, a blinding light scorched his eyes even through the lenses in his mask. "Ack!" A few moments passed by before the light dimmed.
Im...I'm sorry...
The smell of burnt flesh and iron from blood filled the newly spring air, Julian's eyes widen. Speechless for what seemed like forever. The body of the harbinger fell to the ground in a burnt heap. "Redvox!" The man scrambled forward up to the gat, he knew there was nothing he could do; redvox was burnt more than a potato chip. Julian turned his head towards the crowd. "Somebody get me some water," he laid a hand on the body. "Aloe Vera, or cobwebs. Anything!"
(Excuse me stilly, but what the fuck)
Julian stepped out of the dusty run down building that had been dimly lit by red and white candles. A breath of fresh air made him dizzy, it felt good though. The man made his way to the front when Redvox had spoken his name. The sound of being a cleric, the only cleric at that, put a smile upon his masked face. That's what he came here to be, wasnt it? Well he of creatures would know what he wanted to do. And this was it, head cleric. "Thank you Redvox," he grumbled. "I'm glad to be here." But when Redvox greeted another by the name of Riluad, his eyes narrowed to look through the crowd to see whom he was speaking about.
Another wyvren, great.
"Yes sir," he huffed. " I'd be glad to take the role of Cleric." Head cleric would never fall from Redvox's lips. It didn't matter, he'd be head cleric soon. Not just because he was the only cleric but because... nope that was it. Unless someone else was as skilled as he in the art and practice of somewhat herbalistic behavior. Which he highly doubted, he had 3 years of experience behind him being taught from who he though was the best. Despite being taught from only one being, Julian had enough knowledge to heal a whole damn army. He blinked, a blinding light scorched his eyes even through the lenses in his mask. "Ack!" A few moments passed by before the light dimmed.
Im...I'm sorry...
The smell of burnt flesh and iron from blood filled the newly spring air, Julian's eyes widen. Speechless for what seemed like forever. The body of the harbinger fell to the ground in a burnt heap. "Redvox!" The man scrambled forward up to the gat, he knew there was nothing he could do; redvox was burnt more than a potato chip. Julian turned his head towards the crowd. "Somebody get me some water," he laid a hand on the body. "Aloe Vera, or cobwebs. Anything!"
(Excuse me stilly, but what the fuck)